Pretend You're Mine Book Novels & Stories

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

I asked, “All done?” He nodded and replied, “Now, I am all yours.” The chapter Mine Till The End has now been edited. If it isn't showing, re-add the book in your library, make sure to d******d the chapters before doing that. Thank you for being patient.

She looks at Amira again, her smile widening and tears trickling down her face. "Just look at how happy your sister is. Don't you want that for yourself?" I can't keep having this conversation with her. "Mom, excuse me. I need to use the washrooms," I lie. "I will be back." I vanish. On my way, I bump into someone I did not expect to see. Broad chest. Cheap cologne. Handsome face with a cocky smile. "Ren?" ^^^^^^^^^ Hey guys, The new book is called "TERRA". I'll be posting a few chapters here this month. If you guys love it, I'll apply for a contract with GoodNovel. Your feedback is highly appreciated ❤

The house is quiet. Too quiet. Everyone is gathered around the dining table, books spread everywhere like a paper explosion. But the only sound is the soft rustle of pages as I open the book I found in my room, the one Liam gave me a few days ago and I somehow forgot existed. The prophecy book. My hands shake as I flip to the page that tugged at me the moment I touched it. The page that feels like it’s been waiting for me. The ink glows faintly, silver and blue, like it recognizes me. I swallow hard and read aloud.

They were looking so cozy. HOW DARE SHE?!?! SHE IS MINE ONLY MINE... My mind was blurred . I can only see fury . I did the thing which came into my mind firstly. I went near her and pulled her towards me . SALAM EVERYONE HOPE YOU ALL ARE DOING WELL SO HERE IS THE MEXT CHAPTER HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT AND PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE AND PLEASE REVIEW THE BOOK VOTE PLEASE 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Say You’re Mine (Heron’s Landing Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2016, 2020 by Iris Morland Cover design by Qamber Designs

he said, “you’re reading.” “I can’t focus,” I admitted. He reached to the shelf above my head and slid out a thin book at random, laying it open on my lap. His knuckles brushed mine; accident or not, I didn’t care. The contact steadied me. “Then pretend,” he said. “Just for a little longer.” I nodded, and he gave one short nod back like warriors give before battle. Looking down at the book, the title read ‘Goderick’s Guide to Vanishing Politely’.

Thank goodness she’d brought her tweezers. Wait, she needed to focus. She was talking sense to herself, remember? “Lucia Hills. This is all fake. This is a fake date; this is a fake boyfriend. You can’t just go around kissing hot guys who look like they come straight out of a movie set because they smile at you like that and listen to you prattle on about your job for a few minutes.

She kissed me once on the lips and took my chin in her hand. I tried to smile back. I thought I did, but apparently I suck at faking my feelings just as much as I suck at dealing with my jealousy. Oh something will come of it, baby, Alex Craven will get a hard-on and the hook will be remembering your naked pictures, not the soulful Lady Percival holding her rare and precious book!

I turned, opened my locker, and walked away, feeling her stare burning into my back the whole way. The rest of the day blurred. People whispered. Guys asked for my number. Girls complimented my hair. I barely heard them. All I could think about was after school. The locker room. Kira. And the thick, heavy cock already stirring between my legs under my jeans. **** The bell rang like a starting pistol. My heart was already racing, had been since I wrote those words in the book last night. I spent the whole day pretending to be normal. Pretending I didn’t feel the heavy swing of my new cock between my legs every time I walked. Pretending I didn’t catch every stare, every whisper, every guy adju